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v𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔫𝔱 v𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔢

@of-monster-and-man-blog / of-monster-and-man-blog.tumblr.com

Final Fantasy VII // Independent RP blog [ hiatus ]
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-// blog update: hiatus.

Hey guys, so I am officially going to put this blog on hiatus. In practice, I’ve probably been on hiatus for a couple of weeks, but I figured I’d wait until after Valentine’s Day because sometimes people like to harass Vincent for his namesake.

Anyway, I’m just not feeling sufficient motivation to keep up with both of my blogs, and if I need to make a choice between the two I’d rather stick with Lucrecia. If you play your muse post-canon, you can feel free to hit up my Lucrecia at @a-chaotic-affair​. I only play her post-canon, and no that doesn’t require any more familiarity with Dirge of Cerberus than playing with Vincent did anyway. But I’ll probably be fairly selective with my threads.

If you had a thread with my Vincent muse, it’s effectively being dropped, sorry. Here are some other Vincent blogs that you can check out: @dirge-of-valentinex4 @kaosureign @umbrxm @crimsonredemption-x @notavampirehere @thesinnednightmare

You can feel free to unfollow or not. I may resume Vincent at some point in the future but for the time being I’ll only hop on if @exsiliumductoris summons me (or maybe if I just feel like harassing him), so please don’t send any messages here expecting me to get them. You can find me at @a-chaotic-affair or @ravynnenevyrmore.

Ciao, — Ravy

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                                                  Her tears don’t fall;                                                       They crash around me.                                                    Her conscience calls                                                       The guilty to come home.

                                                   — Tears Don’t Fall, Bullet for My Valentine  

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                      BULLSHIT.

                   I have never loved myself. But you… 

                                         oh god. 

I loved YOU so much I forgot what   {н a т ι n g   м y ѕ e l ғ}   felt like…

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                                                              do i blame myself ?                                                                           a b s o l u t e l y .                                                                             is it my fault ?                                                                                       n  o.                                                                   do i know it’s not my fault ?                                                                            s o m e t i m e s .                                                                will i continue to blame myself ?                                                                A L W A Y S.

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It’s a fine year

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The beast eyed up the crystal glass that Vincent had dangled in front of him, the contents almost non-existent now. He slumped his ears downwards at the sudden realisation, how could he not have noticed that these events were always appearing after he had consumed this stuff?
“I…I. Think there may be a connection there my friend” dropping a tone of relief as his words rolled from his tongue.
I wish I could have spoken to you sooner regarding this, all of that unnecessary stress for something so idiotic” Nanaki looked down at his own, long empty glass, deciding that the night was too far gone to continue drinking. His efforts at standing must have looked humorous, a quad-legged mess of misplaced steps leading to a swift nose dive to the floor; the effects of the bottle already grasping his actions.
“Well….. This sums ups my concer- *hiccup*” limbs now sprawled out on the sheet metal underneath him.
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Vincent buried an amused smile behind his cloak. Perhaps he should have stopped Nanaki much sooner, rather than assuming he already knew his tolerance. “Ah, then who would keep Gilligan company?”

The alcohol had apparently hit Nanaki quite rapidly and Vincent now felt a touch irresponsible for having encouraged him as an experienced human adult. He set his own tumbler on the console by his elbow and bent down to gently lift his friend to his feet by the haunches. “Time to go. Can you stand on your own?”

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